Early in the morning, the sun had just climbed over the top of the mountain, and the faint mist began to lift. The thick white snow covering the inside and outside of the capital of Ji reflects ten thousand golden rays.

The thistle palace also began to make noise like thistle. The sound of chickens and dogs barking outside the palace also echoed through the mist above the thistle palace.

In the courtyard of a small palace in the northeast corner of the Ji Palace, a small, thickly wrapped villain walked out of the palace, looked up at the towering palace roof in the distance, and looked at the rockery in the west, which was not high and was still snow-capped, and decided to climb up.

The sun rose higher and higher, Ji Kang's little face became clearer and clearer, and the gaze revealed in his round black eyes was unforgettable.

The body was too young, the snow in the courtyard was submerged to the calves, and the shoes under his feet made a "squeak, squeak" sound, but it still couldn't stop the little man's pace.

When he arrived at the bottom of the rockery, Ji Kang did not hesitate at all, and climbed up the stairs with his hands and feet, but the thick satin placket and the slippery shoes under his feet became an obstacle for him.

Suddenly, there were a few immature "Wang, Wang" voices behind him, and when he looked back, a small black dot rushed over from the snow that Ji Kang had just passed, and like Ji Kang, because he was young, he looked even more embarrassed on the snow, and he simply rolled over.

Ji Kang sat on the steps of the rockery, picked up the puppy that pounced on him, took it into his arms, and said, "Wangcai, why are you here?" ”

The puppy was very excited in Ji Kang's arms, and let out a low whine, as if complaining about why the little master came out to climb the mountain and didn't take him.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you next time."

Wangcai seemed to understand the words of his little master, stretched out his tongue, raised his head and gently licked Ji Kang, the fat right hand placed on top of his head.

Finally, a small man and a small dog finally climbed to the small pavilion on the top of the rockery.

picked up Wangcai and put it on the stone table in the pavilion, sat on the stone bench in the small pavilion, and said to the puppy who was leaning into his face and wanted to climb into his arms: "Wangcai, I don't know what's going on until now?" came to this world inexplicably and in a daze, became someone else's son, and became a son Kang ......"

Wangcai obviously also felt the sentimentality of the little master, looked at Ji Kang with the same round eyes as the little master, stretched out his tongue flatteringly, and licked the little hand on his head.

"It's been more than five years since I came to this world, and I still feel that this world is not so real, or that I am not real, in short, I feel that this world is not normal, alas! I don't know how to describe ......."

Holding the puppy in his arms again, Wangcai also squinted his eyes, enjoying the touch of the little master, the small mouth made a comfortable whining sound, and the little ears were also relaxed, as if he was trying to listen to the owner.

"For more than five years, I didn't dare to say anything or do anything, for fear of being killed by others as a monster."

"But only now did I realize that I was still a philistine person like in my previous life. There are more people in this world who are smarter and wiser than me in my previous life, but what I did in the past few years has made others a little strange, and if I let others know what I have thought in the past few years, I am afraid that they will have to laugh to death. ”

"Wangcai, although you have only been with me for more than four months, you know that my only hobby is to like to read, well, in this world, the books I am talking about are bulky bamboo slips."

"No way, I like to read, this is a habit I have had in my previous life. Because I think that if I don't read books when I come into this world, I will really be stupid and crazy. It is only when I read a book that I can find a little shadow of my past life. “

"If I don't remember the things in my mind in my previous life, I'm really afraid that one day I won't be able to find myself, because the world I came to inexplicably is really not a dream, but the Warring States period recorded in my previous life history textbook."

Wangcai opened his eyes, looked at the little master whose eyes were a little red, and made a few more "woo" sounds to express comfort.

"Wangcai, you know? My identity in this world is still quite noble, I am in this world, the father of this body is the prince of Yan Kingdom, my mother Ji Zhao is the princess of Zhao Kingdom, and my grandfather is the current monarch of Yan Kingdom, that is, the king of Yan Wucheng recorded in the previous life. ”

"But because of the relationship between Yan and Zhao, since my grandfather, the body, ascended the throne, it is not very good. My mother was not treated well by my father, who was a body, and was very cold to my mother and me. Coupled with my strange thoughts in the past, when I was with her, I often ignored her and rarely talked to her. It can be seen that this woman is very painful, has a lot of grievances in her heart, and usually looks dignified and virtuous, but often hugs me in the middle of the night and cries secretly......"

As if feeling his master's sadness, Wangcai stretched out his tongue and licked his master's little hand, and called "Wangwang" twice, then squinted his eyes and enjoyed the master's touch.

"This is not good, whether it is reincarnation or crossing, since you have become someone else's son, you must repay this kind woman, if nothing else, just for this woman who always puts herself in her heart and regards it as the only one to rely on!"

"What's more, this is the Warring States Period, this is an era of great strife! The fall of the Yan Kingdom, if I remember correctly, will be about forty years. The key is that I was born in this unlucky Yan royal family, although my mother and I in this world are not welcomed, but once the Yan Kingdom dies, the fate of my mother and I is estimated to be no better! ”

"Some time ago, a scholar doctor suggested that I be assigned to Liaodong County in Yan State to defend and stabilize the border counties. My poor mother hugged me in the middle of the night and cried. ”

"In the past few days, my mother has heard that among the scholars and doctors in Yan Kingdom, someone wants to send me to Qin State as a hostage, which scared her so much that she hugged me and cried."

"Wangcai, to be honest, what's going on? From now on, I can't be as muddy as I used to, I have to do something! If I don't do something, I'm afraid it's too late. Wangcai, don't you say? ”

As if he heard his name, Wangcai also shouted twice in the arms of the little master, "Wang, Wang", and then turned over in Ji Kang's arms, rubbed the little master with his head, and his chest, which still exuded the smell of milk, covered his eyes, and made a snoring sound, as if to tell Ji Kang: "Master, I'm listening, you continue." ”

Ji Kang looked up at the brighter and brighter sun, and then looked down at Wangcai curled up in his arms, according to the experience of his previous life, he felt that it was superfluous to say anything at this time, it was uncultivated and annoying.

Sitting on the stone bench, leaning against the stone table, the puppy Wangcai in his arms felt warm.

The sun rose higher and higher, and just when Ji Kang was sleepy, he suddenly heard the cry of "Wang, Wang" in his arms.

When I opened my eyes, I heard a familiar voice coming from the foot of the rockery. With an anxious, a little crying.

"Son, why did you get to the rockery? It's so high, it's all snow, if you have anything to do, how can your mother live? ”

Ji Kang stood up, and saw the familiar woman's figure rushing towards the rockery as if she was crazy.

Mother was followed by four people: the attendant in his forties, with slender cheeks, was Ji Mao, the chief attendant who had saved his grandfather, was given the surname Ji by his grandfather, and was assigned to his mother and Ji Kang, two palace maids who looked to be eleven or twelve years old, Qingzhu and Qingmei, his mother's two maids, and Shi Kang, a small chamberlain who was three years older than him, served him.

When I got closer, I found that my mother was still covered with slippery mud.

Wangcai was also so frightened that he jumped from Ji Kang's arms onto the stone table, looked at his little master, and was held in his arms by this familiar woman who rushed up.

Looking at the woman who hugged herself tightly, her snot and tears were intertwined, and her mouth kept shouting "My son, why did you climb so high" and crying, Ji Kang's heart felt sour, warm, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

Raising his chubby little hand, he wiped the tears and snot on his mother's face, as well as sweat, but he wiped more and more.

Ji Zhao hugged his son, checked it with his eyes, and found nothing wrong, when he came back to his senses a little, he heard Ji Mao, the head of the waiter, shouting: "Shi Kang, you slave, how do you serve your son?" ”

"Niangniang, childe, it's the villain's fault, beg Niangniang and Gongzi to punish you."

Looking at the little servant Shi Kang who knelt down in front of Ji Zhao, and constantly looked at himself with complaining eyes, Ji Kang not only snickered.

turned his head in his mother's arms and said to Ji Mao, the old housekeeper standing behind his mother: "Uncle Ji, don't blame Shi Kang, I took advantage of Shi Kang's absence to sneak out to climb the mountain, and I won't be in the future." ”

raised his head again and said to Ji Zhao: "Mother, my son has figured it out, and he will definitely honor his mother in the future, so that you don't have to worry about it anymore." ”

Ji Zhao was stunned, looking at the little man in his arms with round eyes and looking at him with clear eyes, he always felt that today's son was different from usual.

Ji Kang looked at his mother's somewhat surprised eyes, sighed secretly, and didn't want to explain more.

"Mother, my son is a little hungry and wants to eat." Ji Kang stretched out his little hand and hugged his mother's neck.

"Alright, alright, let's go eat now."

Looking at his son, who had never been so close to him in the past few years, Ji Zhao felt full of happiness, kissed the little face of his son in his arms like raindrops, and walked down the rockery.

"Son! In the future, if you don't want to talk to others more, forget it, but you have to talk to your mother more like today, okay? ”

"Okay, mother, my son will definitely talk to his mother more in the future."

"My son is so good!"

"Son! What do you want to eat today, let them make it for you. ”

"Mother, my son has figured out a kind of food and wants his mother to taste it."

"Oh, oh, it turns out that my son was busy making food in the dining room a few days ago! That mother has to try it. ”

Turning his head, he said to Ji Mao, the chief manager who followed behind him: "Manager Ji, you are not an outsider, let's dine with your master today, and see what delicious food your little master has made." ”

"No."

……

In 266 BC, in the winter of the sixth year of King Yan Wucheng, in the small courtyard of Jigong Palace, it seemed that something had happened, and it seemed that nothing had happened. Only a few trails of footprints in the snow are recording something, telling something.